jackolantern
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Another opportunity to be a poet? It would be rude not to...
This is the bench on which I lay, because nobody asks me if I’m OK
When the back of Archies head isn’t enough and the tabloids are full of racist! stuff
This is the bench on which I sit, when I have a tantrum because my husbands shit
I wanted dear Wills but I got the joker, so now all I get is ginger pubes and his poker
This is the bench on which I cry, I want to be queen but the bitch STILL won’t die
100 threads is what they make of me, they laugh and jest in third degree
This is the bench on which I scream, Kate’s at the top ruining my writers dream
If plagiarism cant make bestseller, I’ll have to push the boat out for my next endeavour
This is the bench on which they wish I would stay, because nobody cares if I’m OK...
This is the bench on which I lay, because nobody asks me if I’m OK
When the back of Archies head isn’t enough and the tabloids are full of racist! stuff
This is the bench on which I sit, when I have a tantrum because my husbands shit
I wanted dear Wills but I got the joker, so now all I get is ginger pubes and his poker
This is the bench on which I cry, I want to be queen but the bitch STILL won’t die
100 threads is what they make of me, they laugh and jest in third degree
This is the bench on which I scream, Kate’s at the top ruining my writers dream
If plagiarism cant make bestseller, I’ll have to push the boat out for my next endeavour
This is the bench on which they wish I would stay, because nobody cares if I’m OK...